But the dreams are becoming increasingly bloody.

He dreamt that he was sometimes a horned monster, sometimes a terrifying ghost, and sometimes a weak and easily bullied scholar...

In his dream, he asked resentfully, "I didn't do anything, why must I die?"

"Because you are... therefore you deserve to die!"

He didn't hear what the other person was saying clearly before he saw himself being brutally killed time and time again.

He was furious, he was resentful, and he wanted to slaughter all the gods and demons who had killed him.

"Demon God, my reincarnation, awaken."

Shi Yuan opened his eyes, and his black eyes suddenly turned scarlet and terrifying.

He stared intently at the curtains before him, a strong sense of destruction welling up in his eyes.

"A-Yuan, A-Yuan, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, his arm was shaken by a force, and Shi Yuan's eyes returned to normal instantly. He looked at Nan Zhi, who was worried in front of him, with some confusion.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"You were so hard to wake up, you scared me."

Shi Yuan pulled her into his arms. "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

Although he tried to comfort her, his eyes grew increasingly dark as he thought about what had happened in his dream.

For some reason, he had a vague sense of unease, as if something big was about to happen.

After learning that their most respected master was pregnant with their junior brother's child, Shi Yao and the others looked at Shi Yuan with strange eyes.

They never wanted to talk to Shi Yuan again.

Every time Nanzhi saw their relationship growing increasingly distant, she would sigh in her heart.

It's as if everything can never be the same again.

Fortunately, they still respected her.

Sometimes, Xiao Yun, who was playing with Gu, would come and ask her, "Master, have you been Gu'd by Shi Yuan?"

He still couldn't believe that his master would be with his junior brother.

Nan Zhi looked at his suspicious expression and couldn't help but smile: "Shi Yun, your junior brother doesn't know how to raise Gu."

Too.

Shi Yun nodded thoughtfully.

Alas, his most respected master was ruined by that bastard Shi Yuan.

Just thinking about it gives me a heart attack.

Why wasn't that person him?

He also liked his master very much, but he was too timid to tell him. How could Shi Yuan have gotten there first?

One day, as the wedding date approached, Nanzhi sat lazily on the swing, watching Shiyuan return from outside.

She beckoned to him, "Ah Yuan, the baby just kicked me, come over and touch him."

Shi Yuan walked over, squatted down beside her, and gently placed his hand on her already showing belly.

Whether the child was afraid of him or something else, he sensed for a long time but didn't kick him.

Nanzhi comforted him, "It's okay, our child is just a little lazy."

Shi Yuan was not actually disappointed.

Although he also likes children, she is his favorite.

Only she could stir his emotions.

Nanzhi leaned against him, "I heard there are more and more demons outside. Did you sneak down the mountain today?"

Shi Yuan's expression darkened for a moment, but he quickly denied it, saying, "No, I always keep Master's instructions in mind."

Nanzhi believed him. She held his hand and said to him earnestly, "I've been feeling uneasy these past few days. Tomorrow is our wedding day. You must come and marry me properly."

Shi Yuan placed a kiss on the back of her hand: "Yes, Master."

Recently, the number of demonic creatures around the Wuji Sect has been increasing, and their rank has also been rising. The barrier is showing signs of weakening.

He knew that tomorrow was their wedding, which is why he went down the mountain to kill those troublesome demons.

He also reinforced the barrier with Qian Che and the elders.

Shi Yuan went down the mountain alone. There were too many demons, so he only killed those with high cultivation levels.

Even so, he still suffered some injuries.

Nan Zhi was sensitive to smells, and it took him some effort to hide the scent of blood on his body.

Late at night, Shi Yuan opened his eyes as his wounds throbbed with pain.

The wound was on his arm. He touched his chest and felt the pain somehow travel to his heart.

Because he was getting married tomorrow, he did not stay at Kunyu Palace with Nanzhi tonight. He quickly sat up cross-legged and used his spiritual power to suppress the pain.

The following day was their wedding day.

All the formalities were held at the Temple of Heaven.

The Wuji Sect was entirely red.

Shi Yuan, dressed in a crimson wedding robe, with beautiful features, smiled as Nan Zhi, dressed in a phoenix coronet and wedding gown, walked towards him.

Nan Zhi did not wear a red veil. Her makeup was gorgeous today, and her gaze towards him was shy yet full of deep love. The tenderness in Shi Yuan's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

He finally married his master.

He reached out and grasped Nanzhi's hand, and the two walked hand in hand toward the Temple of Heaven.

Shi Yao held his sword, staring coldly at Shi Yuan, his eyes filled with a desire to kill him.

Shi Yang clenched his fists so tightly they cracked: "That brat actually dared to marry Master at the Temple of Heaven! He's despicable!"

Feeling somewhat out of place, Shi Ting asked in confusion, "So from now on, should we call him Junior Brother, or...?"

Shi Ting choked up, realizing she had no idea what to call him.

Shi Yuan single-handedly messed up their seniority system.

Although the group disliked Shi Yuan, they still offered their blessings to Nan Zhi.

The officiant at today's wedding is Qian Che.

Standing on the altar, Qian Che watched his beloved senior sister walk hand in hand with Shi Yuan, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

His pure and innocent senior sister was snatched away by this rascal.

However, on the surface, he still maintained a calm and composed demeanor.

Having lived for over a thousand years, no matter how unhappy one is, one can only suppress it.

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